Free Web NovelChapter 96: Argument
Editor: Henyee Translations
"Right. I’ll never learn. Don’t make me come with you to an occasion like this. Let others come with you," Anita said while angrily tossing her cue aside.
"What are you doing, Anita? You’re unbelievable. Who am I supposed to come with?" Owen said angrily as he watched Anita throw the golf club. Almost everyone who played golf was a gentleman and a polite person, and it was rare for anyone to throw a golf club. So when Owen saw that Anita had just thrown the golf club, he was enraged.
"Yes, I can’t be reasoned with. Go play golf with Miss Joan. Don’t be with me." The more she spoke, the sadder she became. Her eyes started to turn red.
Owen froze at Anita’s words. He understood now that she’d been so angry because he’d just asked Joan to play golf.
So he leaned closer to Anita and whispered, "Is it because of Joan? Don’t be angry. I only see her as a sister because she was there for me when I encountered something a few years ago."
Anita didn’t feel better after hearing Owen’s explanation. Instead, she felt even more upset. Owen’s words made it clear that Joan had a place in his heart.
"Yeah, I get it. I’m a little tired. I really want to get back to the hotel." Anita nodded and didn’t argue further with Owen.
Owen thought Anita was listening, but she was still so stubborn that she didn’t take his words seriously.
"Okay, then I’ll have the tour bus drive you back," Owen said, taking two more steps back.
"Owen, what’s wrong?" Joan suddenly asked.
"Nothing. Anita’s not feeling well. I’ll walk her back to the hotel first," Owen said.
"Sister Anita, what’s wrong? Are you okay?" Joan said, approaching Anita with a concerned look on her face.
Anita glanced at Joan, took two steps back, and said, "I’m fine, I’m just a little tired. I’ll just go back and rest."
"All right, then. Why don’t you play golf with Dad, Owen? It’s not easy for you two to get together. I’ll send Sister Anita back to the hotel."
"It’s okay. I’ll drive her back," Owen said.
"You don’t have to. Just get busy and let Joan drive me back," Anita said without looking at Owen.
Owen grimaced at Anita’s words. He didn’t want to get into a public argument with Anita over these things, so he forced himself not to say another word and nodded.
"Don’t worry, Owen. I’ll take good care of Sister Anita and send her back," Joan said affectionately while stepping forward and taking Anita’s arm.
Owen said nothing more and nodded.
The patrol car arrived quickly and drove the two to the hotel.
"Miss Anita, may I ask why you married Owen?" Joan asked suddenly.
Hearing Joan’s words, Anita sneered to herself. As soon as Joan left Owen’s side, even the way Joan addressed her had changed. Why did she keep running into people who changed their attitudes so quickly recently?
"What are you laughing at?" Joan couldn’t help but raise her voice when she noticed that Anita was still smiling.
"Nothing. What answer do you want me to say? Would you believe me if I said I’m with Owen because of his money?" Anita sneered.
"Of course I believe you. Do you think I haven’t investigated you? I don’t think you’re good enough for Owen." Joan looked at Anita mockingly.
Anita felt that it was ridiculous. It seemed that everyone had said she didn’t deserve him since she and Owen had gotten married. Yes, she knew she didn’t deserve him, too. Owen was so good, so dazzling. Why had he found her?
"Why aren’t you talking?" Joan said, glancing at Anita again.
"Miss Joan, I think you’re right. I don’t know how to refute you. I also feel that I’m not good enough for Owen, but there’s something else that you shouldn’t forget. Regardless of whether I’m good enough for him or not, we’re already married. We’ve already been legally married," Anita said seriously as she looked at Joan.
"And I hope you won’t say that to me again, Miss Joan. I think you’re very rude. If there’s a next time, I’ll definitely tell Owen."
Joan froze at Anita’s words. She felt as if she’d misjudged her rival. From the first time they’d met, she’d felt like Anita was a weak person who wouldn’t argue with someone. What happened afterwards proved that. But at that moment, she felt that her previous thoughts were overthrown. fгeewёbnoѵel.cσm
The woman in front of her did not seem like someone easy to bully, nor was she someone who would submit to adversity.
